The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

Mina glared at her husband, her eyes full of accusation. "When were you planning on telling me about this?"

Sam gave a wry smile, scratching the back of his head. "Now?"

Mina pouted, then sighed before vanishing from where she stood, only to reappear in front of their four future daughters.

As she looked at the otherworldly beauty of their daughters, Mina's heart softened beyond measure.

These were their future children, the ones she had seen in her visions, who had traveled back in time to meet them.

Unable to resist, she wrapped them in a tight embrace.

"Wow, you girls are like rocks... Just how strong are you?"

"Well, Father told us we had the energy reserves of an entire planet when we were born," Amaya replied.

"The power of a planet? That's ridiculous," Lorraine exclaimed, her face a mask of shock.

"Wait, does that mean these little girls are currently the strongest in the world?" Helena asked.

"Technically, yes," Sam said, "as long as you don't include me, since I'm a universal-level being."

"This day just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?" Lorraine sighed.

"What are your names?" Mina asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Aria."

"Amaya."

"Leona."

"A-Akio."

One by one, the girls introduced themselves, each earning a gentle pat on the head from their father, who was clearly melting under their cuteness.

"Let's go meet your mothers," Sam suggested, then turned to Helena, Lorraine, and Mina. "Do you want to come with us?"

"Sure," Helena replied.

"Absolutely. I wouldn't want to miss their reactions," Lorraine said, her smile stretching wide. "What about Ava?"

In response, Sam looked toward Aria. "Aria, darling, why don't you bring Ava to Nightingale? Could you do that for me?"

"Okay, Father." After receiving a final affectionate pat from her father, Aria disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She moved so quickly that it seemed as if she had simply vanished.

Only Sam and their remaining future daughters had seen her leave.

It was a clear reminder of just how powerful these little ones truly were.

"Whoa, if she were an enemy, she could have killed us in a second, and we wouldn't have even known it," Lorraine said jokingly.

"Are all your sisters as powerful as you?" she asked.

"Mm, our elder sisters are more powerful than us," Leona replied.

"I guess that's to be expected since you're his daughters," Lorraine sighed again.

"Okay, let's go meet your mothers," Sam said.

He then snapped his fingers, and he, along with everyone present, disappeared from the spot.

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Twilight Castle, Nightingale.

The counts were gathered to pass the time in Twilight Castle, and Amelia was with them.

Although she was already a queen, she hadn't wanted the stressful job.

But the counts had invited her, and she was bored anyway, so she tagged along.

She also brought Kate with her, who was reluctantly sitting on her lap.

Kate didn't complain about the treatment because she was too busy munching on the food in front of her and enjoying the pats from Amelia.

The counts couldn't help but smile bitterly, seeing one of the most fearsome beings in the cultivation world acting like a spoiled brat.

There were times when she would boss them around, making them do the most petty and childish things just for her amusement.

Suddenly, they noticed a group of people appearing out of thin air.

"I can never get used to teleporting like this. How do you do it? Is it some sort of ability?" Lorraine asked, placing her hand on her man's shoulder.

"Mm, it's more like a skill that comes with my authority as the Son of the Universe. I can instantly travel anywhere within the worlds of my World Tree sister and even between worlds whenever I want," he explained.

Before he could say another word, a beam of crimson light rushed at him like a meteor.

It crashed into him, and a woman climbed onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck before kissing him passionately, forcing her tongue into his mouth.

Amelia wrapped her legs around her husband's firm waist, letting her butt be caught by his strong hands as her arms squeezed his neck tightly, pulling him closer as she became more and more engrossed in the sensational kiss.

Their tongues twisted in every possible way, dancing together until their mixed saliva began to leak in and out of their mouths.

The other women couldn't help but gulp and lick their lips; the sight before their eyes was too hot to handle.

Even Helena, Lorraine, and Mina—who got to "do the thing" with Sam every day, and night—couldn't resist the urge to jump on him and do the same.

Not just because it would feel heavenly, but because it was Sam.

His mouth was like the tastiest dessert in the universe, and kissing him felt like a heavenly massage they could never get enough of.

The countesses, in particular, were in a worse condition.

Sam was their progenitor, the creator of their race, and literally the most beautiful man in the entire universe.

His perfect body, face, and his long, strong, firm... 'thing'... there was nothing more they could wish for right now than to have his body for themselves.

Their panties were already drenched, soaking wet.

Frankly, the only thing stopping them from pouncing on Sam, riding his long dick, and kissing and licking him like mad dogs in heat, was Sam himself.

All it would take was one glance of approval from him, and they would start worshipping his heavenly cock like devoted followers.

With a final popping sound, Amelia finally let go of his face after a kiss that had lasted for five full minutes.

But her expression showed she wasn't satisfied, but She still wanted to hear why he had brought them here, but she hadn't yet landed on the ground.

She remained comfortably seated her two pulp Ass on each of his hands, her arms still wrapped around his neck.

"I missed you, darling," Amelia said, her face flushed and red, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hehe, I know," Sam replied, giving her one more peck on the lips before turning his gaze to his daughter from the future.

Following his gaze, Amelia's eyes landed on the three figures standing beside Helena and Lorraine.

Her eyes widened to their limit, and her green eyes momentarily turned blood red when she felt a familiar aura from the newcomers.

It was eerily similar to her husband's, and this feeling became ten times stronger when she saw the crimson-haired girl who looked like a miniature version of herself.

Amelia could clearly see the resemblance to her husband.

With shaking arms, Amelia pointed her finger at the girls. "Please tell me they aren't who I think they are."

Sam simply smiled and gently placed his hand on Amaya's shoulder.

That was all Amelia needed to confirm who they were—Amaya was her daughter from the future.

While Amelia was giggling with their future daughters, the countesses were confused.

They could see the resemblance between the three girls and the Vampire King, but they couldn't quite piece it together.

"Want to know who they are?" Sam asked.

"What the... my king??" they exclaimed, surprised to find the Vampire King already standing beside them, as they hadn't sensed or seen him appear.

"I'll show you," Sam said, gently poking each of them on the forehead. Instantly, unknown information flooded their minds, and their eyes widened as they looked at the three girls. "They're from the future?"

Sam simply smiled, watching Amelia interact with their future daughters.

She was too excited and couldn't get over the fact that Amaya, her future daughter, had inherited her hair and eye color, while almost everything else came from her husband.

The girls, however, were not as excited as she was. For them, talking with one of their mothers was a regular, usual thing.

The main reason they were here was their father.

He was the one person they always wanted to be with—every year, every month, every day, every minute, and every second. They all shared the same opinion on this matter.

That didn't mean they didn't love their mother.

Of course, they loved her. But their father was completely different.

Mothers were many, but father was only one.

There were also times when the daughters felt like their mothers were hogging their father for themselves for too long.

The countesses could only sigh; over the past few weeks, Sam had given them many shocks, but this was the biggest one yet.

Among the countesses, Kaminari was especially dumbfounded.

Among the information Sam had shared with them through telepathy was the revelation about a particular girl among the newcomers—the one with blue eyes and golden hair, just like herself, with intense lightning constantly flickering in her eyes.

Akio, who was timidly chatting with her mother, noticed a familiarity with one of the countesses.

Smiling, she raised her hand and waved at her. "Mommy Akira!"

Countess Akira Kaminari's eyes widened even further.

Everyone there froze and stared at her in shock.

What caught their attention was Akio calling her "mommy," because they knew Akio was Sam and Akeno's future daughter.

So why would she call Akira "mommy"?

There was only one possible explanation.

Did Akio call all of Sam's wives "mother"? If so, did that mean Akira was also one of Sam's wives?

Before they could fully process this revelation, Akio looked at the remaining two countesses. "Hello, Mommy Lucia, Mommy Diana."

"I didn't even expect this," Sam muttered to himself, smiling as his eyes began to wander over the countesses.

His eyes gradually turned blood red with a growing obsession.

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